♒ Eridan's wwhatevver book ♒

Elegantly Proper

"For royalty, you sure don't dress like it." Kankri spoke, he was eyeing Eridan from feet to head while cupping his own elbows.

The prince turned around to look at the mutant and merely scoffed with a soft scowl. "Says the one who always wears a red sweater and nothing else." 

Kankri stood up to his feet and walked up to Eridan, poking his back for him to stand straighter. "Chin up and straight posture, your husband doesn't want the hunchback of Notre dame to be his wife." He commented, earning another scoff from the prince. "Are you wearing a dress or a suit?"

"Does it matter? I mean, I want to catch his att–"

"Dress it is." Kankri interrupted the prince, before gesturing him to take the sweater off, and Eridan did, having his lips pursed.

The mutant turned around on his heel before grabbing the dress that was in a bag, opening it and taking the white beautiful gown out. He turned around again showing the prince the dress, getting a gasp out of him. Since when Kankri was a fashion designer? That remains unanswered. 

"Oh god, that dress is beautiful." Eridan moved his weight to one hip as he had his fist under his chin, he was eyeing the dress. 

"Knowing your gender fluidity; of course it is." Kankri responded, careful stepping up a stool he had to move with his feet to in front of the prince, even if the mutant was slightly taller than Eridan, he still needed it to make sure the prince's horns don't ripped the dress. 

When the dress was worn on the prince, he fell in love with the end which made him swiftly take off his pants and stay in his boxers, it made him feel like a princess instead of a prince being in that dress. You can't see regret or shame in his face. He fucking loved how his curved were noticeable in the dress. 

"Now, always place your hand by your front waist, don't lower your head, and don't- /don't/ step back abruptly you could trip over and cause massive embarrassment to yourself." Kankri instructed, hitting the prince on his back again for him to stand straighter. "Once again; your husband wants a princess not a hunchback."    

"Got it- Got it. Jeez kanny." Eridan whined, rubbing his back as he had a straight posture. "How come a lowblood is teaching /me/, eridan ampora, how to be royal?"

"Maybe because you're distasteful when it comes to being truthfully elegant and proper, plus no offense, but my husband drowns me in gold and diamonds, much more than your husband does- well, fiancé." Kankri placed his hands on his hips, staring down at him a little due to size difference. 

"Oh fuck you." 

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A: so much for peace-maker.